Peabody Demonstration School - Volunteer Yearbook (Nashville, TN)

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A VOLUNTEER , A , M: sw ' QI her waist. Turning away from this touching scene, we see Cumonover Model Beverly Willis talking with fray lfirzu, the foremost authority on hair knick-knacks. Over there at a corner table is the star of The Afairx of SIIAYIII, .S'1mzr1 Iliff, and coming our way is Admiral lf: ere!! Kelley. Leaving the Stork Club, we follow old '46 back to his ever-waiting cab and are swiftly, but doubtfully, taken to ,lack ,fllark'.r follies. On the way we pass Jean Tyner, now Buntin, strolling down Broadway with illarlha Tnlwilzr, now Hewitt. That's a cute little girl Jean has with her, and we are not going too fast to see the baby in Martha's carriage. By the way-I heard from illarllm Oliwr, also a nevvlywed, that Cfzmlyrz Rus! has married Harvey Lester and is raising a chain of Harvey's and that Peggy Faulk- 716715 littlest tyke won a recent baby contest. But since the follies have already started, we'd better hurry on. Up on the Flatiron Building the lights are advertising the magazine that Bob Helton is putting out under the managership of .S'lf'w Cfrfzgwl. Heard that this sci- entific magazine's staff contained that famous physicist Jlarjorit' DePrie.vl. XVe are a little late for The Follies but our actual purpose is following the Spirit as he meets former Peabodyites. As the grey man seems to know the right people, we get past the doorman and walk down the hall between the dressing rotnns. On the doors, we read such names as Belly Nalgrlzhs' and Peggy Dfzzir, and find Gloria Bruerlf plaque. Continuing down the hall we are confronted by that beautiful blond Katy Lou Marlin. At this next door, is a sign telling us that llarriel Vizfirm is the director of choreography here. After visiting with jack, we follow the Spirit of '46 back to the taxi and we catch the words food and f'Tanksley's. So we travel on to the famed Tarzkxleyk Serve Yourself Remzfzrarzl under the proprietorship of liil! TtI71k.flt'j'. Bill says that he would have his customers cook it themselves except that they like his cook too much. Serving themselves huge steaks and discussing the oncoming horse show are Arm Hines and Narzey Rom, while lfrzrzzoua Gallmmzy, the new manager of the Brooklyn Bumettes, listens in. Having eaten a swell meal there, we leave for Radio City, and on the way, we pass famed Slapsey Maxie's who has such charming waitresses as fllargaret ferzkirzs, Doralhy Parker, and Arm Ellis. The Spirit of '46 decides to walk the last block, since he may run into some friends. And sure enough, as we alight from the cab, we spot liillie Joy Taylor, the eminent author of Eternally Emerald and Mary Liflell Km! who has come to New York to find johnny There go faxejblfirla Carry and jean Allen l'aw.'ll, professors of ab- normal psychology and English respectively. Stiff doses of bicarbonate of soda follow our meal at 'l'ankley's as we continue in the footsteps of-guess who? The little man in grey! QY'all are catching on Page Twenty Three

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interrupted, across the street on that billboard! It's Betty Barbee in an ad for Conti Shampoo. Knew that beautiful hair would get her places. We follow the little man in grey down Fifth Avenue, and get the shock of our lives. Under a huge Harvey's Has It sign, in not so huge letters, is written Bah Mamie, President and jim Marh, Vice-president. Talk about expanding! Continuing our stroll down Fifth our little Grey Man is stopped by a large group of people. Somebody is measuring the Empire State Building. It's Yat Williams. He says he's going to build a bigger one. Look over there in the crowd. Those two buyers from Sak's, Fifth Avenue, Martha Keith and Bettye Schnmpert, are chatting with Lillian Jennings. No Dumpy no more. Du Barry done did it. There goes lean Slaynzaker on the way to her job as hostess at the Hotel New Yorker, and with her is La Dena Wingo, cor- responding secretary for Harvey's. We enter the Empire State and are surprised to see Richard jahnxon, elevator boy. At every fioor we hear Jane Elam'.f sigh, Oh, Nick! After seeing the city from on high we drop to the main floor and proceed on our way. Meandering down Fifth Avenue we notice the little man is entering a pet shopg over the door is a sign, upside-down and backwards- Purchase Pedigreed Poodles at M00dy,J and McMahan's Menagerie. Entering the pet shop, we see Naomi Yampol buying birdseed in one-hundred-pound bags for her jailbirds at the VVomen's Penitentiary. She's a great reformer and raises stool-pigeons. We come out into the drizzle to see Jean Shvrrell, under the Roxy Marquee Spellbound fthat's a pun, sonj by the city's heights. Out of that bookstore across the street appears someone familiar. Her face framed by the stack of books she is carrying, reveals Helen Sharpe, engaged in scholarly research. Hailing a taxi QC. C. C. of coursej, the Spirit whispers to the driver, and he heads for the Stork Club. On the way, we are overtaken and passed by a charging figure on snow shoes shortly preceded by another cab containing one horror-stricken male animal. At regular intervals, we can hear a plaintive cry, Oh, Jack! ! !?! As you probably have guessed, it's Gloria Burton. Upon our arrival, we are met by a hurtling figure on the large side fenormous, that isj. It's just a mirage, we say hopefullyg but, no, it's that great All-American football star, Earl Woolwine, in the pose of a ballet dancer, having been thrown out on his ear by Via Bernal, the bouncer. Ambling in we find Nanny Burch, having just returned from a transoceanic swim. Conversing with her is the glamorous person Jean Friedman, who is now advertising for Coro's exclusive jewelry store. As the little man makes his way through the crowd, he runs into Mervdeth Henry, selling king-size cigarettes. At the check room, we are surprised to find Mary Ann Throne- herry and Cathy Branch, cute in pink and purple tights, lighting over aged Van Johnson's crutch. It seems that he got too old to run any more and Betxye Turner finally caught him for sho', 'cause here she is, with the end of his chain shackled to Page Twenty Two VOLUNTEER

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1 'x .IV N A VOLUNTEER quick lj Seems he wants to see what makes the ether waves tick. So we head toward Radio City. We stand quietly in the studio while our little man whispers to the mes- senger girl Grace Walker, who rushes us up to the fortieth floor and the offices of the head man, president, producer, and financier. We are happily greeted by Dot Argo, who relieves us of all our weapons. Passing through another door, Nadine Pitt takes our fingerprints and credentials. Finally we encounter Martha Reading, who tells us we can see the Boss for the small sum of five dollars each. Then-the heavy doors swing inward and what a sight meets our eyes? Behold, Jiminy Ward and his pri- vate secretary, .Soiiy Riwx, playing chess! We leave this charming scene and wander into the corridor where switch-board operator Mary Lloyd McKeoZ tells us that Joan Be!! and joy Greene have finished their radio-television broadcast in Studio B. They are the best comedy team of the yearg in fact, Peggy farhxon just broke the laugh meter under her chair. Someone burst out of the elevator a second ago. It's Gloria Vanshihe, late to rehearsal. In Studio A, we see a janitor airing out after the National Livestock hour, featuring John Lowe and his prize cattle. The janitor looks familiar. We recognize him when he grabs the mike and starts to swing on it. A note comes out. Listen to that tone qualityg that intonation: that diction. It's John Wolfe. O.K., son, it's only a little mouse. You can come off your chair now. The Spirit is evidently getting a little weary. He walks out to the street and hails another C. C. C. cab. VVe string along and find out we're headed for the Newark air field via the Holland Tunnel. Passing through, we see in a familiar car parked at the side, Leonard Melton and jerry Fox. Leonard has patented a new sling-shot, guaranteed to put out any disturbing lights. He's just showing jerry how he fbeg pardonj it works. Soon, we arrive at the airport. In the administration building, two hometown girls, Stelle Holmes, who completed a brand new book called How Friends Win and People lnfluenee Ur, and Clijifaldeane Radahangh, who is campaigning for shorter names for children, are surrounded by a battery of photographers. Through the glass walls of their office we spot Barham Cain and George Smith who are acting as interpreters for Spanish people here. Blaring over the public address is the announce- ment that the johnson and Roberts Rocket is leaving on its pleasure cruise to the moon. Of course, that means David fohnxon and Houston Roherlf. While we've been looking around, our little grey man has bought a ticket for home. He folds his long list and puts it away. Boarding the waiting plane, his spirits seem to rise, his eyes rest O5 on the drape shape of hostess Kay Fryer. He looks again and slowly turns to face us. For the first time he speaks to us, and in his first and final words we find the true spirit of the class of '46. Hubba-Hubba ! l l l MARJORIE JONES JOHN WoLFE GLORIA BURTON BETSYE TURNER Page Twenty Four